Summertime at our house

Consists of chasing Creed down the street. It's almost certain that he doesn't have shoes on and he's got a popsicle stain on his shirt and running down his arms. The majority of the time he looks behind him to see if he is being pursued and once he realizes that he is, he puts his little short legs in high gear and runs.

Luckily this day, I have shoes on. Most the time I don't because I wasn't expecting to have to chase him because two minutes before he was in the house.


At the end of each day, the feet in our house look like this. I don't know what it is about shoes but my kids won't keep them on. Every night no matter the time, we have to jump in the tub and wash feet and once we start washing their feet we realize they are just dirty boys and they end up taking baths to get the dirt off of their tired bodies.

Creed has stolen Easton's "4-wheeler" and cruises around like he owns the road. Lately he's into "popping wheelies" and needs all the help he can get, he says he can get more height when he sticks out his tongue.

Summertime is coming to a slow decline around here. The kids are most certainly going to be in withdrawals when we don't have friends showing up at our doorstep before 9am and we don't allow them to play in the street, while we talk to other parents in the middle of the road until 10pm.

We have loved our summer. It's been as low key as you could get which I think is perfect for a family of 3 boys ages, 5, 3 and 1. Naps have been taken, watermelon has been consumed and wonderful, friendships have been made with our neighbors all while standing under the stars watching our kids enjoy the simpler times of life.